Saturday, November 7, 2009

The Being of The Done.

So I'm about 6 days away from home. I've got my shiny shamshield badge(I'd show you if I had a way of getting that picture to the interweb). I passed my PT test on monday(I saw that Wulfa posted about it). I finished up my dental on Friday(no longer a dental class three and am cleared to go home). So as long as all the rest of my paperwork is good on this upcoming Monday I will be out of here thursday night or friday morning. Graduation itself is Thursday.

So I went out last night. Something I generally am loath to do and avoid thanks to a deep aversion to watching other people drink. I don't. Drink that is. I just don't like the taste of that stuff.

So I'm out. With people. At a restaurant. Eating what Georgia calls mexican food. Generally having a good time. I sipped a Bud Light(I'd never tried one)(It tasted nasty like all drinks of that nature). My battles were amazingly upset about the fact that I don't drink. Shock and astonishment was had by all. A bartender was called. A drink was paid for. It was not to taste anything like alchohal. It was to be completely drunk. I believe Chugged was the word.

Yeah, that was nasty. It tasted like cough syrup with extra alchohal. I drank it. I got harassed all evening about whether I was drunk yet. There was no nifty side affects(other than the slight warming of the chest right after drinking and the horrible aftertaste all night). Not even a hangover. I was incredibly disapointed by my first non-sipped alchoholic beverage. But the night was fun. We were all very jazzed by the going of the home and the being of the done.

I think even Wulfa had some fun(even though she wasn't there) because we were texting her and sending pictures. She kept telling me to watch out for "roofies" and warning me that I had no tolerance because I hadn't drunken anything before.

I will post up pictures once I get PV2-Fireman-Ford-Lover to send me the pictures off his camera. They had me pose with all their bottles so it looked like I had drunk them all.

After finishing off my drink I finished off a Georgian Fried Icecream and me and Specialist-Good-At-Madden-But-Really-Quiet decided that was enough and we went to the barracks while everyone else went out to go find another place to drink.

I slept like the dead and then woke to hit chow and meander to the library to post this. Being of the Done is amazing btw.

Oh. And Brother-the-Third confirmed that technically TAMU can still win the Big 12 South. Which is kinda amazing this late in the year after our last five or so years. All that has to happen is we win out(Beating OU, UT, and Baylor), and UT has to lose one other game(not likely but hoping), and OSU has to lose two more games. I can see us beating Baylor easily. I can see us beating OU, and that just leaves UT... who we play as rivals and have beaten when our team was a LOT worse than it is now. But most likely... we finish 8-4 and going to a bowl game.

And that is all for my posting for now. Internet don't miss me too much I'll be back soon.

TJ. DONT. POST. WOLF. BASED. PRODUCTS. I. NOW. HAVE. MY. SECRET. PRESENT. RUINED. SHE. KNOWS. :P

3 comments:

TJ said...

MY. BAD.

Bell said...

I'm with you...I don't like to drink, and I hate when people find out about it. My brother is a bartender, and I asked him on my 21st birthday what I should order that didn't taste like alcohol. What he got me, I was the only one able to taste the alcohol in it, and it was overpowering to me.

Now, if I do drink, it's a wine cooler, and only one. They generally taste like juice, and they make me so. sooooooo. sleepy.

It's also why I don't go out here...there's not much to do around my university, so people just drink. Not my thing. ><

Dammerung said...

TJ is forgiven.

I forgot a game for TAMU. A game we promptly lost 34-35. This is WHY YOU DON'T TELL THE INTERNET ABOUT YOUR HOPES AND DREAMS.

Yay for a fellow non-drinker.